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Chapter 131




Chapter 131

“I’m sorry.”
“…….”
“Though saying I’m sorry won’t forgive me.”
I looked at the woman kneeling before me, her head bowed in submission.
“I have given you a wound that cannot be washed away. I know that nothing can repay and nothing can heal, so…….”
“Then.”
I stare down at the woman and open my mouth.
“Then, if I ask you to repay me with death, will you do so?”
“…….”
The woman pauses at my words. The word death is the most primal of human fears. No matter how old you are, you can’t help but pause when you hear such a horror story.
But.
“If you really want it.”
Thump! Thump!
Without hesitation, the woman stabbed herself in the neck with the dagger in her bosom. No, she was about to stab.
“To have the courage to die.”
I caught it in my hand.
“To have the courage to live.”
Taking the dagger lightly from the woman’s hand, I returned it to its scabbard, then looked at her hair and opened my mouth.
“Is Hyuk going to leave without seeing her face?”
It was already disheveled. It wasn’t even a bob, it was a choppy haircut.
Dokhua Dangmiyon, the epitome of splendor.
She was the patriarch of the Tang family, the second wife of the Southern Palace.
She was not a woman,
“What can I do when I see my ugly mother’s face?”
She was facing me here as a mother.
“I don’t think Hyeok-yi would think so.”
“It would be a motherly duty to do penance, pay the penalty, and come back and stand. I don’t want to hold her back.”
That’s what I mean by a mother’s love.
A mother’s love is immeasurable.
Tang Miyan’s eyes were filled with love for Nam Gung-hyuk. I saw it, and a smile formed on my lips.
In the past life of the Namgung Byeok, Mrs. Bai, my mother, looked only at me. Even as they were dying, they worried about my safety. Whenever she went to the battlefield, she prayed that I would return safely, not caring for her own dying health.
I knew about her infinite love for her children, so I know. I know what Tang Miyan’s mindset is.
No matter what I said, it would not reach her.
Then there was only one thing to say.
“Never forget the courage you had to die in front of me.”
“I have done a terrible thing. Thank you for forgiving me.”
“It is not yet time to use the word forgiveness. I will speak to you again when I have atoned as I said and returned to the Southern Palace.”
The death of his first wife, Ms. An.
The darkness and shadow it cast over the Southern Palace.
And the gaping wound that has been created by the silver circle, which will not be easily closed.
I needed to tell Tang Miyan.
This choice she made.
A choice that led to this.
In my previous life, I had created a family called Namgung.
The patriarch of the Southern Palace was reduced to a scarecrow, the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace was poisoned to death, the three Confuciuses of the Southern Palace competed for the position of the Sovereign of the Southern Palace to become the Immortal, which led to the destruction of the family, and finally, I, Confucius Wu, fought on the battlefield.
Such a peaceful atmosphere.
In my previous life, I was no different from him in the Way of Suradharma.
Therefore I remained silent to her choice, both in her previous life and in this life. And so she chose to leave.
It had to be done. At the very least, she would have to pay for her sins, and then I would be able to honor her memory.
“I disagree, Brother.”
The image of Namgungban from my previous life, the one who had come to me, the one who had fallen to his knees and begged me, flashed through my mind. It was Juma-dong.
“Gaju Competition……. It’s all so fleeting when you realize it, and it’s enough if it’s just the Namgung, if it can be the Namgung. The family is sick, the family is sick. It has become irreparably ill, and I can no longer do anything on my own. Please, please come back and save the family.”
It was a gift I could give to my former self, to the man who had welcomed me into his family for the first time since my mother’s death.
I wish he could smile in peace now.
Don’t worry anymore. At least here, I’ll make sure you don’t have to.
And there was another person who was deeply connected to Tang Miyan.
“I’m sure you can do this.”
I staggered to my feet, looked at Tang Miyan who had disappeared, and opened my mouth to speak. I could feel the pretense. In-young, who had been hiding in the ceiling, appeared.
“There is nothing I can do but forgive you.”
“That’s easy to say.”
I looked back at my uncle. His eyes were dark with regret.
It’s to be expected.
When his sister died, he lost his temper and pointed his sword at the Namgung Mubai.
Then he shook his head, as if realizing what I was thinking.
“That’s it. You bastard.”
He walked over and patted me on the shoulder.
“You’ve grown up, haven’t you.”
The words stopped me in my tracks. That was it.
It wasn’t me, the one who needed to apologize and be forgiven. My uncle no longer saw much point in apologizing and forgiving Tang Miyan for what she had done to her sister.
He could not undo what had happened, and there was something more important.
The child his sister had left behind, his nephew, was growing up to be a man of great promise and the admiration of all.
“It pains me to think back to the days when I was a wretch.”
“…….”
I couldn’t reply. It reminded me of my uncle, who was not mocking me, but genuinely worried about me.
“That’s funny. Why are you so silent?”
“Never mind.”
He looked at me and smiled sheepishly. Then she relaxed and spoke up.
“At least you’ll be able to rest easy. I’m going to visit your mother’s grave, so if anything happens to her, you’ll have to tell me.”
* * *
The terrifying momentum of the Qingyun Red River Sword sent the Emperor Invincible Sword River flying in a single bound.
With a loud crackling sound, the sword blasted away Namgung Hyuk’s consciousness.
“The victory of the Qingxing Sect’s Guangxiang.”
Kwangseung carried the unconscious Nam Gung-hyeok over his shoulder and fluttered down. It was a natural progression.
“They say he grows fast, but it’s like wrinkling a chrysalis. Cancer, yes.”
He was an arrogant winner, but as he said, a winner is a winner is a winner. Even the most brilliant of men, he is a giant of the Zheng Sect and one of the ten most powerful men in existence.
The power of his name was enough to bring stability to the Zheng Sect.
“Is this the power of the Wu Nai Ten?”
“Yeki, this man, I doubt he would have been able to exert his full power against the Late Qi, it’s just a flimsy thing.”
“Even if that’s true, wasn’t Confucius of the Southern Palace also right?”
“That’s true. He has a bright future ahead of him.”
“Well, then, wasn’t that rain dance just now a rare and famous rain dance that the giant trees and growing buds of the Zheng Family Forest could show?”
There were countless scenes that would be remembered for a long time to come as the Fengyun Retreat progressed. As a result, the Fengyun Festival itself became a center of attraction, drawing crowds day after day.
As a result, the evaluation of the Huang family became higher and higher, and the admiration for the Old Dynasty and the Sixth Dynasty deepened. Faith in the political factions was renewed.
It’s not just the name value of the great clans and prestigious families that they talked about.
They have shown themselves to be so strong and powerful with their own eyes.
Showing people that they shouldn’t worry about the appearance of those who walk the Sama path led to positive results in the end.
Such slogans as “Everything will fall into place.” and “Everything will fall into place.” appeared everywhere.
All things will surely turn out to be just and right.
* * *
As the Pungwoonjihoe progressed, there were more and more ceremonies. As they were performed in the name of the political factions, no one used malicious means, nor did anyone overdo it to deliberately cause harm.
They display their strength when appropriate and withdraw when they feel it is not enough.
But.
Poof!
“Kaaaaaaaah!”
The screaming Beemu in front of him was different.
“What a beautiful color you are. Will you be my concubine after the princess?”
“You’re crazy.”
Fang Xiang gritted his teeth as his eyes glittered.
“The Five Tiger Dagger, the fifth style.
The Four Liang Ballet.
Among them, he swept away the herbivores that were the best of the paddles. The herbivore that was swept away in one fell swoop was one of the herbivores that Fang Xiang was so confident in, yet it seemed to have no effect on him.
With such a sweeping momentum, one would think that even the most subtle of his tricks would not work, but his hands were flexible. There was nothing more disconcerting than to be faced with a lamb-footed beast’s first strike that reversed all of its momentum and did the same.
Mo Yongyan wiped his palm and let out a light chuckle. The faint aura in her eyes was killing and cloudy.
“You can’t do this without being insane. Do you really think that coveting the princess and mocking the Fengyun Clan is forgivable?”
Mo Yongyan shook her head at Fang Xiang’s shout.
“Forgiveness, that’s a strange word. You’ve pushed me into this predicament. What’s wrong with being born a man and dreaming big? I can dream of having pretty women by my side, of having my own country and my own people. Hoo hoo hoo.”
It was a contradiction in terms.
Fang Xiang gritted his teeth at Mo Yongyan’s words, a contradiction in terms. She wasn’t a human being who could be understood by any reply.
“Become my concubine, and I’ll spare your life.”
“Bullshit!”
“Why.”
Mo Yongyan’s glittering eyes slowly swept over Fang Xiang from toe to head. Every hair on his body stood on end.
“Why is he allowed and I’m not? I’m the best man in the world. I am the closest human being to winning this Fengyun Tournament.”
Ever since Mo Yongyan had been exposed by the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace, she no longer hid her desires in any form. Faced with a man who showed him how it should be done, Fang Xiang turned to the Tao instead of fighting.
The Five Tiger Sword, the Sixth Form.
Pingxin Houtan Se.
The blood slowly stained the cloth, but it didn’t matter. I’d rather be mocked with my words than mocked with my eyes.
This is where I will burn everything to the ground.
The momentum of his might, the power of his might, is revealed to the world.
The world comes to a standstill and ceases to move.
Kuwaaaaaaah!
The roaring form of the beast bursts forth, and a fierce energy engulfs Mo Yongyan. Mo Yongyan’s expression hardened.
“A woman must have such a peculiar taste. Come on, I’ll take it.”
Mo Yongyan’s hands began to move dizzily.
Kaaaaaah!
The shockwave that burst out from his unarmored body instantly enveloped the crowd.